Hey, yo, Ice This guy here say, he to get in, man You're home boy's ready? Yo, Ice, nigga said he's ready, man
Yo, kid you're sure you be down with this, right? Yeah, I'm sure, I'm Aight, know what you're in for,
Blood like sands in the hourglass Cash moves everything, bitches in g flashin', mothers make cream on a stick move Improve your dope flow, cold max the long dough
High rollin', back plot diggers The ill niggas, Comanche Blood letting weapons of Stop your breath, if you trip on the
A hot thump to your chest and back just rips You wanna be a made man, the fam accepts no Chopped up bodies, lots of funeral Make your bones, bring a rat back dead, ahead A better, use this biretta
Snitch, bet your bitch, she in a pre-dug 'Cause I command a whole battalion of life Plus, the other wanna see yo' guts Check your nuts, the bodies in the desert
the keys to a truck Me, I'm overloaded, born hard and Crime intellect, more complex than nerves in your spinal job my forte, not off of gun play
Hostage taker, I killed my brother with a shaker He tried to me a buck What the fuck? A nigga that lies is a nigga that No for the punk, he got trunked and bombed
Since he tried to steal, I his arm I blood from a cup when I wanna, then Plus, the bosses up north made me kill my told me, "This ain't no game, kid, you're in it You're with the Syndicate but never admit it"
Muthafucka, now you're down for Rat on the fam and we'll kill your Fuck up a and you'll feel the knife Who is The Syndicate does not exist
Muthafucka, now you're for life Rat on the fam and we'll your wife Fuck up a and you'll feel the knife Who is The Syndicate does not exist
A thousand ki's, off-shore private Really ain't no sweat, Guard and customs are bought Columbian, Mexicano connect, the bet One DEA wouldn't roll, we his tongue through his neck
Just a message to the rest, test Housing developments are built on the Of punks who party Big shots are called from the pen's inner the mega-gees regulate the streets, fuck release
They got that you can't comprehend, my friend They want you dead, yo, you're dead before the daylight Your shiver and you grit your teeth You sold your soul, now blood's how you get relief
Now you do we do, say what I say Muthafucka, blink unless I say okay This is a organization, not a gang And you die if I ever hear you spilled my
Muthafucka, now down for life Rat on the fam and kill your wife up a scam and you'll feel the knife Who is The Syndicate does not exist
Muthafucka, now down for life Rat on the fam and kill your wife Fuck up a scam and you'll feel the Who is this? The does not exist
My friend, I thought day would never come What do you mean, Hey Who was there when your wife had your child? Hey, why lookin' at me like that, man?
Who looked out for you no one else was there? Hey, I'm friend, man Now word's out talkin' to the feds about me lyin', man
There's one thing I can do Hey man, a You treat me like a Hey, yo
Now at you Look at you, Now at you
on the take, I got moves to make Feds that easy, I still got 'em to shake They had my bitch wired for a month and a half Snatched my nigga up in Aspen, bail's million
Bounced him out in a hour, Went and met him quick, hit him a ice pick Can't take no chances, he romancin' with No tellin' what he spilled when behind closed
The fam's protection and is top priority Violate, your body is found in three Cargo is heat on a Hong Kong [Incomprehensible] contacts your
No cash, they a ton of crystal meth High risk will bring more riches than the national We launder money the S and L's and pro-ball teams Ain't no untouched when it comes to cream
Documents forged my hitters from Jamaica In and out of town, you hit the ground This is the mob, baby, now you're on, no off Suffocation don't last you snitch
Muthafucka, now you're for life Rat on the fam and we'll your wife Fuck up a and you'll feel the knife Who is this? The Syndicate not exist
Muthafucka, now down for life Rat on the fam and we'll kill wife Fuck up a and you'll feel the knife Who is this? The Syndicate does not